Sherlock's forehead shows a frown, only to break out into a huge genuine smile. He jumps up and hugs you, pressing all the air out of your lungs. He finally let go off you, while looking at you, he exclaimed:"We have to get you your clothes, sheets and other stuff people need!". Trying to catch your breath you answer:" What for? I mean, I'm not gonna sleep on your sofa for the rest of my life, Sherlock"
"Course, you won't" Sherlock explains, "You'll move into 221A, but now we go visiting your drugged, abusive step dad."
Your iris widens in utter disbelieve, as you stare open-mouthed at the one who just spit your secrets like it was nothing.
"What the...How did you...?" you stutter, standing perplex in the middle of the living room facing the entering door. Sherlock just casually stands there, leaning against the door frame. His collor is put up to show off his incredibly high cheekbones.
"Ah, c'mon. We have work to do." he commands hurrying down the stairs. Your feet follow his, but your mind is completely passive. Your feet keep moving, you don't realize you changed your position until Sherlock asks about your home-address and you just absently mutter:"Fleet Street"
Sherlock repeated louder so the cabbie knew where to drive. The cab slowly made his way through the overcrowded streets in London. That is probably the first time you are happy for too much traffic. Sherlock takes your hand in his and squeezes lightly, only the you feel that you are shaking. Your whole body is trembling, your just seconds away from hitting your teeth together.
You desperately try to focus on other things than meeting your step father after two nights out. Pictures of him pushing you against the wall and punching you in the face make there way into your mind. Pictures of him being drunk and on some kind of cheap drugs make you shiver and you try pressing you deeper into the cab seat.
Your skin gets freezing cold, as if your blood was exchanged with ice. The cab stops. Sherlock opens the door, pays the driver and waits for you the get out of the car. Your heart starts beating way to fast, your breath turns harsh and shallow and your whole body shivers, as you get out the cab and see the so familiar street.